the ramblings of remember orbeli

So. Blank (virtual) page before me. I never realised how the act of writing can fill one with such a sense of power. No wonder so many of us love to write.The white expanse of the page or screen, completely empty until symbol by symbol, we fill it with meaning. It can be heady stuff.

I don't really know why I wrote this post. So much of what I want to say can't be said, as, in today's society, most of what I believe and cherish and value is considered utter foolishness. That's okay, that's not what bothers me. What bothers me oftentimes is not that I will be seen as a 'freak' or as 'odd' (because He said that would happen) but it's just that I know what will ensue. What usually ensues is a barrage of comments birthed out of ignorance, designed to denigrate and mock and sometimes, to be brutally honest, I just can't be bothered defending myself. Because that's always what it comes down to. It frustrates me to no end when people who consider themselves open-minded, liberal and free-thinking behave in the exact opposite manner. It's as if they don't stop to think that perhaps what the majority of society says is the norm is in fact ridiculous.

End rant. Meanwhile, I want creme brulee ice-cream!!!